[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the daily life of retired bosses raising knives

On the top of the blue clouds, there is no sky for magic.

This is about a Great Thousand World called Canglan Realm, which is different from other Great Thousand Worlds, where the magic cultivators occupying the dojo, the living space of the Immortal Dao is naturally squeezed.

Thousands of years ago, the Canglan Realm still suppressed the Dao of the Immortal Dao, until the birth of this generation of Demon Lord, who directly led the Demon Race to drive the forces of the Immortal Dao out of this great world.

Thousands of years pass in the blink of an eye, and the mortal world does not say that the world has changed, but it has also changed dynasties.

Ordinary people don't understand the battle of orthodoxy, and a thousand years is enough for ordinary people to forget about cultivating immortals and focusing on demons.

In the Ten Continents of Canglan, Immortal Dao occupies only one corner.

This Great Thousand World is respected by the Dao of Demons, and it is not friendly to practitioners. Immortal cultivators sent from other Great Thousand Worlds will either change their course or be sent to the place where the Immortal Dao is located.

The sword was sent to a city, and these common senses were received by them in a blink of an eye, and then they were frightened by the faceless people around them.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said in a surprised tone, "I really scared the crane!" After he finished speaking, he looked at the faceless people passing by with interest.

This fat man knows that he usually eats well.

Yo, this guy is covered in black energy, could it be that he has also fallen into the dark?No, according to this world, it should be haunted by demons.

Automatically inculcating some common sense of cultivation, the swordsmen naturally know that magic cultivation and being haunted by demons are two different things.

Moxiu and Daoxiu are only different in Dao. Moxiu talks about following one's heart and doing one's own destiny, while Daoxiu needs to put a layer of shackles on oneself relatively speaking.

Counting up, from ancient times to modern times, or more precisely, thousands of years ago, the mainstream of Canglan Realm was cultivating Taoism, and the magic way was labeled as evil and crooked, which has always been disgusting.

All demon cultivators, large and small, in the Canglan Realm know that a new generation of Demon Venerables appeared thousands of years ago, directly overturning the orthodoxy, making the Demon Dao gain the upper hand, modifying the Demon Dao skills, eliminating some bloody and inhuman skills, and integrating large and small Schools, sorting out the cultivation system, classifying them into thousands of methods.

Schools, big and small, have become like academies. Whether it is N generation or an ordinary mortal, after the age of 6, they all need to enter the nearby academies to study.

After the spiritual root is tested, it will be sent to the sect that specializes in spiritual root.

Of course, the knowledge taught by the lowest-level academies is enough for mortals to use, and the changes in the mortal world are also visible to the naked eye.

Although it doesn't have a long lifespan, ordinary people can research some utensils that don't need to be manipulated by spiritual roots, and can be conveniently used as long as you put in spiritual stones.

This kind of scientific research explosion has made the Canglan Realm different from other great worlds in just a thousand years.

The law is not passed on lightly, this is the tacit understanding of all immortal cultivators.

The magic way in the Canglan Realm is actually just a sour collective name for those local cultivators who are trying to go back to a thousand years ago to those who occupy most of the cultivators.

In fact, they knew in their hearts that the way of life in the Canglan Realm had changed long ago, and most of the mortals were absolutely unwilling to return to the age of ignorance.

The way of magic has not been pure way of magic for a long time. In the First World War a thousand years ago, most of the orthodoxy withdrew from the Canglan Realm.

The rest is absorbed by the magic way, and the magic way is not so much the magic way, it is better to say that it has absorbed the complicated theories.

It's just that he started with the magic way first, and was different from the traditional fairy way, so he continued to bear the title of the magic way.

Some of these anecdotes were received by Daojian, and some were obtained from the city.

In just two days, they were able to inquire with these faceless people without changing their faces.

"The reason why there is no face is that these people are probably not important in the master's memory." Dao Jian guessed in his heart.

Because it is not important, even the face is not configured.

"I don't know the identity of the general, how should we continue to look for it?" In order to inquire about the news of the god judge, Daojian gathered together to start a meeting in two days.

They held hands and surrounded the god judge, and were sent to the memory of the general by the gods.

It's just that they didn't expect that the gods didn't send them to the God Judge, but sent them to a city of faceless people.

These memories represent the past experience of the God-inspector. Although he is very curious about these memories of the God-inspector, Dao Jian can't wait to see the God-inspector, so that the God-inspector can understand that this is just a memory.

"Since it exists here, it must be because there is an unforgettable memory for the commander. If you can't find the commander now, you can only say that this memory hasn't happened yet. Don't worry, the gods sent us here, so it means staying here You must be able to see the leader." Keemaru couldn't help expressing his thoughts.

His elder brother—Higakiri was very surprised, "Amazing, my brother Maru can think of so much."

"Brother——" Xiwan snorted, this praise is too fake.

"Keimaru is right. I think the reason why the people in this city have no face is because the main hall has not arrived yet, and they don't know what the lord's status is here. It's really exciting..."

It is said here that it is the memory of the examiner, but it is better to say that it is a dream generated by intercepting a memory.

According to what the gods said, the God-inspector sinks into these deep-memory dreams one after another. If he cannot wake up from the dreams and recall his identity in reality, the God-inspector's consciousness will continue to sink.

"Hahaha, the master is really amazing, even the food in the dream is showing lifelike." It's a pity that there is no taste, and they are also in a state of consciousness, and they can't taste the taste of the food in the mind's memory.

The short swords were listening to the thousand-year-old Taidao's discussion seriously, when they heard that Mikazuki Zong was going off topic, they nodded in agreement.

That's right, what they saw and heard in the past few days made them feel that the lives of Dao students in the past were too poor. There are countless delicacies in this city, and there are thousands of years of spiritual tea at every turn. Compared with the master's previous life, what they can provide the master is only rough food.

Thinking about it this way, it was really inappropriate for the master to accompany them through such a long and difficult life.

"Wait, shouldn't we be discussing the identity of the master?" Off topic, hello!

Hasebe, who was caught between the thousand-year-old Taidao and insisted on following, gave a reminder.

Sure enough, it would be impossible without him to follow, this group of people is too unreliable.

Press-cut Hasebe represents Honmaru's Hito and Wakizashi.

"Hahaha, don't think about it, this is very simple, and you will know in three days."

"Ah, Mr. Sanriyue, do you know the identity of the God-inspector here?"

Press cut Hasebe suddenly stood up and asked.

The eyes of the other knives were also fixed on Mikazuki Zongjin.

Sanri Yuezong rolled his eyes with a near smile, "Ah, didn't you find out just now?"

"what?"

"Most of the faceless people in the city are discussing the secret realm not far outside the city, and they also said that the major forces will gather in this city in three days."

"You mean..." Hasebe clenched his hands excitedly.

Sanri Yuezong nodded, "That's right, the Lord should appear in three days."

The author has something to say:

I have no time to write because of the busy Chinese New Year. The countdown is over, and there are still a few chapters to finish before the Chinese New Year.